Tuesday, October 4, 2011

More poems...

Morning Walk #7

The sign says
Trees leaning toward roadway”
They look like the crest of a wave
The sea
In a tree.

Morning Walk #8

We put seashells on our windowsill
Around the garden
And in our bathroom.
We wonder if it’s a trap
Like for lobsters and crabs.
But we don’t mind
Being caught.
We have seashells in our pockets.

1 comment:

Patricia Markert said...

How wonderful to read this, and not be anywhere near the sea.